#oc: nick

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Old (2023) st4t art

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for the character drawing thingy

I’ll offer up Nick🤭🦅‼️‼️

Aaa sorry for taking so long to answer this! He's a very worthy tribute

Also a lil bonus:

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Char design wips

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i didn't intend for them all to match but here we are

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Also, if you like the serial killer! Platonic! Yandere Older Brother story, you might want to check out my psychological horror visual novel, Behind the Window.

It's the same premise (platonic yandere and all) but there's no self insert, the protagonist is a girl named Nora who has to grapple with the fact her brother is a murderer, and it's multiple choice, so you get to choose the ending!

It's an older work, but it's much more fleshed out then the current series, and it explores the concept at a different angle.

Best part is, it's free! So if you like that trope, there's no harm in giving it a quick look, just heed the content warnings

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2024 vs 2019

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ocs dump 3

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Fucked Around and Found Out

Prompt from this list. Divider from here!

This is just me getting a feel for the characters now, I guess. Don't mind this wandering ramble of stuff. Not much is set in stone for now. Barely edited we die like the red shirts.

Sabrin sighed as he prepared the concoction. "So, Lt. Ward," he said without looking over his shoulder.

Nick shifted, the jab hitting its mark.

"You–how is it you people say in English, again? You fucked around and found out?" He asked. Then he tilted the vial back and forth, watching the mixture turn from red to blue. After ten seconds of uncomfortable silence from Nick, and the mixture staying blue, Sabrin inserted it into the hypospray.

Nick wasn't looking at him. Instead, his gaze was on the ground–though probably obstructed with the swelling developing around his left eye. Nick had a busted lip and with how he was holding his left arm, Sabrin knew he was going to have to get the osteo-knitter.

Sabrin frowned. He walked over pulled aside Nick's hair–the tie had gone missing during the fight. Being this harsh wasn't something he actually enjoyed doing. But there were days where Nick felt more like yet another kid rather than a friend–another kid to lose. "This'll still sting," he warned, positioning the hypospray near the base of the neck, where it'd get through the muscle and to the interior jugular vein.

Nick's nose twitched–he heard.

There was a hiss from the spray and then a strangled hiss from Nick.

"That will help with the swelling–and I know that arm's broken." Sabrin said. He turned to set the hypospray aside and looked back at Nick. He folded his arms, still not sure he wanted to crouch down. Either that would feel too much like talking to a kid, not something he wanted to embarrass Nick with, or because it still felt too nice for what Nick had done. "Are you going to let me treat the arm or not?"

Nick winced as he pulled his right hand away. "Just a hairline fracture," he muttered.

"Still needs attention." Sabrin said. He turned and began to prepare the osteo-generator.

More silence, save for the beeps and Nick's discomfort.

Sabrin's antennae quivered ever so slightly with the beat of Nick's heart. He was being too harsh. He sighed and, still putting the generator together, sat down on the cot to Nick's left. "Why'd you do it?" He finally sighed.

"Do what?" Nick muttered, glancing away.

"Punch that officer. Outranked you literally and in size and skill." Sabrin turned as he clicked the head of the generator in place. "You're looking at time in the brig for that one, as you already know."

Nick moved to let Sabrin have easier access to his forearm. It was the ulna that had the hairline fracture. "He was thinking some unpleasant things," Nick said.

"Thought crimes aren't a thing we encourage in the Federation," Sabrin said, pausing. 

"You don't know what he was thinking." Nick said in a low voice.

"And I'm quite happy never knowing what people think–only what they say to me." Sabrin said, frowning. He took Nick's wrist in his hand and turned the osteo-generator on. Nick's skin tan skin had paled, and it looked wrong against Sabrin's own blue skin.

"He thinks it's good you people are dying out," Nick turned, jerking his arm away.

Sabrin clenched his teeth as his antennae twitched back. The scan was going to have to start over again. He took Nick's forearm, careful to not jerk anything, but not let it get away again. "And he is allowed to think that." Sabrin said. It was a sentiment he knew existed, and it was one he preferred to ignore. The last thing he needed was his brother being right about something.

"And then he acts on it. Choice between a human or Andorian, he's–"

"Going to pick what he thinks is best and there's nothing either of us can do about it." Sabrin said, focusing on gripping the osteo-generator rather than Nick's arm. "Hold still–your yanking of that arm isn't going to help, and I know your blood pressure's rising."

Nick let out a hiss as Sabrin's hand slipped away so it wouldn't get caught in the scan.

Once the bone was healed, Sabrin bandaged it up because he knew that despite all of this medical tech being so advanced and wonderful, some people needed the physical comfort and reminder that they were in fact healed or are healing. And he knew Nick would never admit it, but Nick was the sort who wanted those comforts. "You'll be sent to the brig until this clears up, and I'm putting seeing Dr. Kodoth as a requirement to be cleared for duty."

"What?" Nick started; his eyes were wide.

"You're lucky that the officer you hit is from the ship Captain Viray's got a rivalry with. But Star Fleet regulations are still a thing out here." Sabrin said, picking up the data pad and stylus. "Given the nature of our mission and how you already know too much, Viray, Kodoth and I are going to be emphasizing we need to keep you here." He tapped at his notes, eyes on them and antennae trained on Nick.

Nick's shoulders sagged. 

Sabrin sighed and set the stylus down on the pad. "Nick. You didn't attack a senior officer for just that. I know you know better than that. Yet it couldn't be more than that because whatever would've prompted that would have triggered–"

"He was one of the ones who figured out what happened on my away mission. Didn't do anything about it." Nick said, his tone flatly.

Sabrin paused, his antennae straightening up.

"Can't say much about that, though, because then that'd be owning up to not following the rules from the start. Even if it was a surface thought he was boasting about, he'd just insist I invaded his privacy and…" Nick shook his head. "Anyway. Yeah. I fucked around and found out." He winced and got to his feet. "Still finding out." He glanced to the door. "New girl's gonna be the on taking me to the brig, isn't she? I can sense her out there."

"She's still insisting on learning about every aspect of the ship and Star Fleet's ways, so, yes." Sabrin said. Then he sighed. "If either Ekan or Zana ask–"

"I won't say anything. And if new girl asks, I'll just say I was being dumb. Which isn't wrong." He turned and made his way for the door. It slid open and zh'Ezkel was standing there, her expression unreadable and antennae following Nick's movement.

Sabrin watched as the door slid shut. He tapped his comm badge. "th'Gaoli to Kodoth."

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Because I feel like rambling forever about my Star Trek trash fire--picrews and of the link from this Picrew maker - introducing 3 of the characters that appear. It also just so happens these are the 3 oldest Star Trek characters I've got! Figured I'd start off with them. They're in the same story as zh'Ezkel, but her bio and T'val's bio will be for another day.

Expect a lot to change as I review Starfleet ranks and jobs also I'm trash at character summary things like this where I can either never stfu about them or splutter out a few sentences.

Lieutenants Warden & Ward - I put them together because they're effectively everywhere together both in-story and meta-wise and this is the first time they have ever had last names hot damn.

Random note: Oceana is one of my oldest characters and I've had her in one canon or other world or another since I was ~7 or so

-Names: Oceana Warden & Nick Ward -Rank: Lieutenant (I messed up on the pips in the picrews forgive me) -Department: Insurance Security -Age: "35" -DOB: ??? They'll say within a month or so of each other -Nicknames: Merry for Oceana and Pippin for Nick -Very Brief bio: Little is known about these two other than they are incredibly close (friends? a couple ??). They showed up one day, seemingly out of nowhere, and joined Starfleet a couple years after their records materialized. The only one who seems to know a whole lot about them is their Andorian friend from the Academy days, Sabrin. ...And good luck getting him to tell you anything about them. -Current status: Recently transferred to serve under Captain Viráy of the USS [tf are names]. New to the ship and on there for a very specific mission, the two are eager to pretend nothing is amiss if it means spending time with their friend Sabrin again.

These two share everything, by the way. Every. Thing. The poor CMO knows if one shows up for a penicillin shot, the other will be there once their shift is done.

-Name: Zaelisabrin th'Gaoli -Rank: Commander -Department: Medical -Age: ~40 -Nicknames: Sabrin -Very Brief Bio: Youngest of three, Sabrin's clan set up had it set that if he joined the military, he'd join Starfleet. Initially hesitant, Sabrin did accept the task if it meant doing right by his family. He signed up when he was in his early 20s, after he and his quad had a family started. He is, miraculously, a father of five very chaotic, curious teenagers. -Current status: Chief Medical Officer under Captain Viráy for the last eight years, Sabrin feels he has finally found his place in Starfleet. He is very happy to see his friends Oceana and Nick once more, and while he knows that means Some Serious Shit is about to go down (it's never normal around those two), he isn't going to complain. It's also a welcome distraction from the family drama that's his separatist brother.

Note: I'm pulling a lot of Andorian lore from The Last Unicorn's Among the Clans but also mixing it with the DS9 relaunch-related canon.

Thanks for coming to my Trek Talk!

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Nick!

She/her (toy house page)

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prompt list

put off doing day 2 for like, two months because I just could not find a shirt that was "cringe" enough. I wore enough embarrassing shirts at 13yo that I think I'm desensitized to them.

so anyway i stole a random shirt off pinterest

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No one asked but MORE OC MEMES

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Vigilante magma doodles :)

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heatwave outfits!

before:

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another batch of oc redesigns